mydearwonie
Claire felt alone. Sure she had a big group of friends, and rich parents who would spoil her any chance they had, but no one ever took the time to really get to know her. She felt as though all she was to her friends was an unpaid therapist. They would dump all of their feelings onto her, but as soon as she tried to do the same they would simply not acknowledge it. Her parents, the only people who she knew genuinely cared about her, were always away, leaving her in an empty home for 90% of the year. All she wanted was someone who would listen to her.
Luna was alone too, but she was ok with that. Due to her parents job she moved around a lot, so she was never a part of any long lasting friend groups and along the way forgot how to make friends in the first place. Sure it hurt seeing everyone around her gaining friends left and right and enjoying their youth while she stayed alone, and sure she was scared that one day her two friends would realize that their other friends were better than her in every way and leave her just like everyone had before. But she was totally fine with that, right?
One warm spring day the two girls bumped into each other at a coffee shop, not knowing that their lives would never be the same.